ON THE ROAD AGAIN……………

Oct 15th Sunday
Misty surroundings. Yesterday was one of the only days I was awake for 24 hrs!! You can call it an achievement if you the kind of guy who looks sleepy all day. I entered the bus unable to reach a conclusion after watching two contrasting films(Salaam Bombay-Mira Nair and Iqbal). Finally you stop thinking when there are too many thoughts clouding your mind.

I looked around. ‘Perfect silence.’


The sky was clear. Carrying a bag of thoughts, I guess it was the perfect day to travel.
I dint know where exactly we were going. Guess… it doesn’t matter. Actually, nothing matters as your thoughts settle down along the road as you breeze past them. Not just excitement but a sense of satisfaction surrounds you which can be nurtured for a long time.

Especially, after a couple of tormenting weeks.

Lot of shit had happened around me and I was stranded for space. Mid sem exams which seemed to drag on forever even though you knew you were going to get humped sometime or the other. And there were communal riots all around us!! I’ve picked up my pen many times to write about this but soon i stop writing, wondering “what more can I write about this??”
“Is it going to make any difference??” and I would refuse to write further. We’ve never been able to overcome history and we’ll never be able to overcome religion.




(Beautiful...isnt it!!!)



(hanumangundi falls!!)

To add a lot of fun to our journey, as always, there was music!! Journey and music go hand in hand because no one has ever been able to define these two completely.
They are like the waterfalls I was staring at. Too vast to digest yet you never get tired!!

Then the visit to pollution control dam in kudremukh. Hungry for water, the dam stretched out far till it met the hills which were trying to hide behind the clouds.
Oh my god!! This place is too beautiful to be true!! It would have looked even more beautiful if it was filled with water.
Never mind…still hard enough to believe that such a place actually existed.
(I.E junta at the trip)
Then the final drive back as I prayed the journey would never get over. We became a little more anxious as the driver was speeding through the clouds. I put my hand outside the window and water condensed on my hand. I quickly enqueued ‘High hopes’ to my play list. It was cold outside. The guitar solo in the song made me numb. I could hardly see anything outside as the bus maneuvered through the hair pin bends.
The bus finally stopped in front of final block. The whole outing was extremely tiring but very satisfying!! I got back to my room and I felt as if I’d slept all day, the journey was my dream and the assignment submission the next day had brought me back to reality!!

Same old story…...…….music plays on. Blank paper filled with crap. Back to the same hectic schedule!!

WHERE IS/AM THE/I HEADING????


“Dude…I worked so hard to get into this place and now I’m not able to understand I deserve this place or this place deserves me.” Somewhere inside those drunk eyes I completely understand what he meant. I guess we are most sensible when we are drunk surrounded with retrospections about the times and the people who actually made the difference, and you actually see the other side of the coin. All of us in our conservative self enclose ourselves within an empty room and become perfect dogmatists with “Dude…u cant do that!! Its wrong!!!” all around us and fail miserably in our quests to make “wrong” something absolute when there’s nothing absolute about it. Most of us think about being “absolute” relatively even though relative grading fucks our happiness!! Ah….now I could go on for another year about this. That’s why its ‘cyclic redundance’. Keep going over and over again hoping to find something new and just as we are about to find something new, you realize you’ve started all over again.
The clock showed 12.30 A.M. Oh!!! I have an exam today!! You’d look at the question paper and feel as if you’ve crapped a lot and with an air of satisfaction you turn on the tap and there’s not a single drop of water!! Fuck!! I’m so screwed!! Yet another day when you would say “principles and honesty can suck my balls!!” and you successfully photocopy your neighbor’s answer sheet.
Wait a second………I’m in my 5th semester!!!!???? So……..what have i done for the last four semesters??? Actually I don’t know if I’m supposed to insert a question mark or an exclamation mark.